Chapter 30: The Feast

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Dippers p.o.v

I woke up in the kitchen for some odd reason. I looked around and saw Wirt baking pie, Finn playing with the ice tray, Chara trying to get to the knives, and Bill sitting on a stool while talking with Morty.
Dipper: Hey, guys!
Bill: Oh, Dippin dots, what's up?
Chara: Oh, hey can you help me get the knives?
Dipper: Umm, oka-
Wirt:No, Chara!
Chara: Boo, your no fun!
Finn: H-hey Dipper! Wait, how- where's Bill didn't he- hmmmm get your hand off my mouth Bill!
Bill: Shut up, Finn!
Morty: Hahaha, your in trouble!
Bill: Morty DO YOU WANT TO HAVE FUN!
Morty: N-no!
Dipper: Wait a minute, Bill?
Bill: Yes?
Dipper: Did you take my body?
Bill: Maybe, oh well, look at the time, gotta dash!
Finn: Well, that's awkward!
Morty: No crap!
Wirt: you guys want to gather everyone?
Chara: I will, byeee!
Dipper: What can I do?
Wirt: Anything I don't care!
Dipper: Okay!

1 hour later

Dipper: Hey, Wirt?
Wirt: Yes, Dipper?
Dipper: Is dinner ready?
Wirt: Yeah, it is!
Dipper: Cool!
Wirt: Everyone should be here right about, now.

Suddenly the two large, brown doors opened, and everyone came flooding in! Except Bill, he was being dragged in by his twin!

Bill: Ahhhh, Will, stop!
Will: Come on brother!
Bill: Hmmph!
Dipper: Bill, why did you posses me?
Bill: Well, I was really bored, so I looked at my list of stuff I did when I was in your body, and realized I didn't try cooking! So here we are!
Will: Don't worry D-Dipper, he won't do it again!
Bill:~Whispers~ That's what you think!
Will: Bill!
Bill: Whatever, hey, how about we eat finally!
Coraline: Yeah I'm starving!
Morty: Why hello starving in Morty!
Chara: Boooo!
Stan: Why with this?
R Stan: I thought it was somewhat amusing!
Stan: Canit me!
Bill: Anyway, everyone dig in!

We all started chomping down their food, but I took my time. I noticed that Mason was watching me, but I tried to not acknowledge him. When he stopped looking at me I started to eat a little faster. I then noticed something, it was beneath the table. It looked like a watch, and it had a timer that was slowly counting down from 3 hours. I tried to forget it, and have some fun! After all, we are at the dinner table!

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